Female president's private killer

Duan Tiandao's force, even if one column holds the sky, can't resist everyone's anxiety behind the corpse mountain with a bloody waterfall in the ditch.

Among them, there were angry and violent drinking and swearing, ruthless orders, and hurried footsteps. I don't know how many people rushed over, hoping to clean up the ditch from the corpse mountain in the shortest time, so as to make a space for the people behind.

Inside and outside the trench, there was a sudden silence for a very short moment.

The sky dyed red by the rising sun suddenly reveals its original blue color.

The wild flowers gently brushed by the wind on the field suddenly stopped, and the air wrapped in fragile grass roots instantly became viscous countless times.

At the same time, the people in the trench raised their heads and looked into the sky. They became a little anxious, but they were afraid to vent their emotions by neighing.

The breath of heaven and earth has undergone extremely drastic changes. The heaven and earth that can be seen by human eyes has not changed, and it is even more quiet and beautiful than before.

Silently, there were countless hisses, and then a terrible picture appeared in front of everyone. The corpse mountain piled up in front of the trench collapsed.

The body of the strong Zhao Lianti suddenly disintegrated into countless pieces of flesh and blood. The fine waterfall of blood and water became much thicker, and then everything collapsed!

In the middle of the corpse mountain in front of the trench, there was a huge gap, about two feet wide. In this gap, there was nothing but blood and meat soaked in blood.

The scene in the ditch is at a glance.

People standing in the trenches can also clearly see the scenery of the field.

But at this time, there was no one who could stand in the ditch. There were falling loess and accumulated ash everywhere, and the wind was howling constantly.

The trench has become the most cruel and terrible Shura field called by Buddha. There is nothing left except death. This is a passage of death and an arrow path.

Zhao Guang looked at the South and his face was a little pale.

He is the leader of this stronghold and the only body refiner majoring in bow and arrow among the four elders of the Zhao family.

When the bow is opened, he dies. After the special blessing of Taoist power, his arrow can even shoot through the defense shield formed by Zhao's hegemonic use of Taoist power.

But the only pity is that although his archery is strong, compared with Duan Tiandao, he has become the monitor of the kindergarten. He can only look and sigh and watch the Zhao children die one by one!

At this time, the people affected by the arrow killing fled around with blood to avoid what did not happen. Many people died in his hands, strong and violent men, chaste white and tender virgins, charming and plump sluts, old and thin old people, and young and lovely children.

However, only at this moment did he find that the feelings he had meditated on when destroying others' lives were false, and only the pain when his life was destroyed was real, so he saw his dark and hopeless future.

"Why..." before his death, Zhao Guang looked blankly at the blue sky and murmured, "I'm not willing... I'm not willing..."

Zhao Guang's eyes became very confused. Then he cried silently in despair and pain. Finally, he closed his eyes and could no longer see the sky.

Zhao Guang died. Whether he finally accepted the fact or not, in short, he closed his eyes and left the world.

Duan Tiandao has always been a cruel man. He knows that if he doesn't kill these people, they will kill their own people. That's how cruel and bloodthirsty it is.

He hung the iron bow on his shoulder, raised his legs and walked towards the next stronghold. The sunset glow shone on him, like a hunter who had harvested the best prey, with a faint smile on his mouth.

The setting sun is infinitely good, just near dusk.